Prologue
Romano was… terrified. Of course, that's not all that surprising considering the news he had just gotten. Anyone would be terrified, or at least shocked, to learn what he had just learned.
Lately, Romano hadn't been feeling well. He had been throwing up all the time and his back and stomach kept hurting. Not to mention he had been craving the strangest foods (Why the fuck do I want McDonalds so badly? He wondered as he drove to the fast food restaurant at 2:47 AM).
He had gone to his personal doctor that knew the secret of the nations and had had some tests run on him. The next week, he got his results, and it was terrifying.
Romano was pregnant.
As it turns out, male nations were able to have children due to the fact that they weren't human. Something in their unique bodies allowed them to be.
But Romano didn't want this. He loved children, sure, but he also knew how these children had been made in the first place. It terrified him.
It started at some party that America had decided to throw. Most nations had gotten drunk, but Romano remained relatively sober, if not a bit tipsy. Spain, on the other hand, was drunk as hell. The whole thing started with a sloppy kiss from Spain, which soon escalated into a rather heated make out session in the corner. Then they had taken a cab to their hotel and had sweet, sweet sex.
Of course, Spain remembered nothing while Romano remembered every single detail. So when Spain woke up in the morning naked with an angry (and clothed) Romano standing over him, he assumed that he had taken off his clothes after getting the hotel and had fallen asleep and that Romano had come to pick him up so they could go to their respective countries. Romano didn't have the heart to tell him what had actually occurred.
After learning that he was pregnant, Romano only told the people he was closest to, other than Spain. Those people were Veneziano, Canada, and surprisingly enough, America. They had been shocked, of course. It was only natural that they would be shocked, since no male nation had really thought to try to get pregnant. However, they were also very supportive and weren't disgusted in any way as they listened to his story.
Which is why they were okay with Romano going into hiding until after he gave birth.
(If you are wondering, Canada and Romano had become friends for a very long time due to feeling like the rest of the world was full of idiots and the fact that they were often overshadowed by their brothers. America became Romano's friend when he decided to barge into Canada's house while he and Romano were hanging out. After getting completely creamed by Romano in Mario Kart, they developed a close friendship)
Romano would be fine for the first few months, as long as he tried to control his mood swings and weird cravings around the nations. However, as soon as he started to show, he would go into hiding, only allowing Veneziano, Canada, and America to see him (occasionally his boss comes too). At first, they were skeptical about his decision, but they decided that it was for the best.
The nations never suspected a thing in the few months that Romano spent around them, but then he suddenly disappeared, and Veneziano wouldn't tell them anything. (Nobody would think to ask Canada and America, considering nobody other than Veneziano even know about their friendship with the angry Italian)
When the time came that Romano could learn what gender the child was, he was shocked.
For he wasn't having simply one child.
He was having twins. One girl and one boy, to be exact.
He was happy and immediately told his brother and friends the news. They were happy for him as well and offered to do all of the shopping for him so that he wouldn't run the risk of being seen by the nations. Romano agreed, and things were quite peaceful for him in his semi-isolation.
At some point, Romano decided to disguise himself as a pregnant woman in order to see how Spain was taking it. He wanted to know if Spain was affected at all by his sudden appearance. With a little help from Canada, who was surprisingly good at costumes and makeup and the like, he was able to look like a woman.
He was very disappointed when he saw Spain looking as bright and happy as ever. He was even cooing over Veneziano and tackling him in hugs at random times. It seemed as if he didn't even care about Romano at all.
With this discovery in mind, Romano went back home, depressed.
(He didn't know that Spain laid in bed every night, staring blankly at the ceiling as tears rolled down his cheeks, wondering where his precious tomato had gone)
Romano knew that not many nations liked him. Hungary thought of him as a son at times, yes, and he occasionally liked to hang out with Belgium and the Netherlands, but those three weren't very close to him.
Romano had been hoping that Spain would care and he would be able to endure the way most of the nations disliked him, but that went down the drain when he learnt that Spain didn't even care. With no hope of having his love returned and they would be together forever, he came to a decision.
As soon as he gives birth to the twins, he would sign his half of Italy over to Veneziano and he and his children would become full humans.
Since the children would not have time to fully become true nations, they would be able to be human, along with their "mother."
There was a catch to becoming human: Romano would still have his memories, but only a select few nations would remember him while everyone else would never remember there ever being a South Italy Romano.
Veneziano and America had protested, wanting Romano to stay with them forever, but Canada was understanding and had eventually convinced the other two to agree with him.
"If it would make you happy, then we'll accept your decision," they had told him. Romano smiled gratefully at them for that.
After nine painful months and a long day at the hospital full of screaming, Romano was holding his two children: Madrid and Sicily. Madrid was the boy and Sicily was the girl. He smiled slightly as he saw them in his arms, but eventually, his boss walked into his hospital room to give him papers for him to sign. Romano handed the children to Canada and read over the papers.
Write the names of the nations you would like to remember you in the line below.
Canada, the United States of America, North Repubblica Italiana Veneziano
Sign your name on the line below and the deal will be set; you will no longer be human.
South Repubblica Italiana Romano
Then Romano was no longer Romano. Instead, he was Lovino Vargas, single father of two. Madrid was named Dante Vargas, and Sicily was named Chiara Vargas. They would have been named Dante Carriedo-Vargas and Chiara Carriedo-Vargas, but their father would never know them.
Lovino was given a new home in Rome, Italy with all the expenses paid for him and his children. Canada, Veneziano (or Italy, as that was his new, official name), and America would visit him from time to time to make sure he was alright. Canada and America would always call Italy by his first name because it just felt wrong to call him anything else.
Just like that, nobody but Veneziano (Italy), Canada, and America knew that there was ever a nation named Romano, and Spain could never figure out why he felt such an emptiness in his heart.
Lovino was supposed to live a peaceful, human life with little Dante and Chiara. Maybe he could have found a new love. Life wasn't that nice to him, because one day, he was bound to see the father of his children again.
And that is exactly what happened when he went on a vacation to Spain.
